Zongman: All Heavens and Worlds Begin with the Devil's Curse

“No.” Ximu shook his head. “After all, I’m a newbie too. I need to start from scratch and build up my network of demons. As for whether to stay here or create a new one, I’ll have to wait until my spellbook is more complete before I decide.”

“Speaking of which,” Ximu glanced at his spellbook, “I haven’t given it a demonic name yet.”

Zhou Lan nodded in deep agreement; indeed, this magic book needed a name.

Thinking back to the last time they created a magic book together, it was the complete magic encyclopedia of their original world.

The part about naming.

The demon wizards seem to be rather simple and focused on practicality.

“I’ll call you the Celestial Codex,” Ximu laughed. “This is my Book of Demons.”

Chapter 304 Ximu's Idea: The Copyright Fee /

Zhou Lan had no advice to offer on choosing a name.

If it were up to his personality, he would probably just call it some kind of demon text and call it a day.

However, the Celestial Codex does sound authoritative.

After all, it was to fulfill Ximu's idea of ​​collecting all the magic in the world.

He glanced at the Celestial Codex; its form was already beyond reproach.

Within the black dragon's ferocious and hard skeleton was a vortex of west Mutian's demonic energy twisting and swirling, which indeed perfectly suited west Mutian's aesthetic sense and identity.

Ximu was like a child who had received a new toy, using gravity magic to make the Celestial Codex revolve around him.

This guy finally has his own demon magic book, and he looks really happy.

With the vision of the ancient demon wizard Ximu, the Heavenly Demon, he believed that this Celestial Codex would definitely reach the pinnacle in this world.

At the same time, due to the demonic energy of the heavens, this Celestial Codex is directly connected to Ximu himself, and the process of him constantly absorbing magic is also the process of Ximu gradually becoming stronger.

A perfect closed loop.

Most of the mages here specialize in one type of magic, but with Zhou Lan's help and the Sky Codex, Ximu can even specialize in all types of magic.

Sure enough, the gravity magic he had just infused was already being used in all sorts of creative ways.

Fortunately, the magic in this world isn't as rigid as the magic and spells in his original world, which suits Ximu's personality.

Mirajane, who was waiting at the door, saw Zhou Lan and Ximu come out of the room, and next to Ximu was a strangely shaped magic book.

She couldn't help but take a second look.

Surprisingly, despite her strength being comparable to that of an S-class mage, when she gazed at the Celestial Codex beside Ximu, she felt as if her gaze and soul were being drawn into it.

She stared silently at the vortex, and after an unknown amount of time, it seemed as if even the surrounding environment had turned dark.

The vortex in front of her grew larger and larger, seemingly about to engulf her.

The next second, a ferocious black dragon made of broken bones suddenly pounced out of the vortex. Black flames, like burning blood, rose from its jet-black, iron-like skeleton as it roared at Mirajane.

The skeletal black dragon was ferocious and menacing, exuding a terrifying aura that inspired fear, and seemed to want to break free of the vortex and devour her.

Mirajane was startled, but quickly came to her senses.

Everything changed quietly; the dark vortex disappeared, and she was still standing in the corridor on the second floor of the guild.

Ximu stood before her, a smile playing on his lips.

"You also think Ximu's legal code is good?" he asked.

Mirajane nodded repeatedly, a wave of fear washing over her.

For a brief moment, she almost forgot about time, her mind completely drawn to the vortex in the magic book.

The black bone dragon was so real that she almost truly believed she was about to be swallowed whole.

The feeling of death and obliteration is so real.

This made her feel a sense of fear.

What kind of magic book could captivate her so completely that she almost became addicted?

“This magic book…” she hesitated.

"Don't worry, I just built it. You don't have anything this valuable in your dilapidated study," Ximu said with considerable pride.

“I know,” Mirajane said.

She knew, of course, that the guild’s study was mostly filled with old, dusty texts, and the magic book floating beside Ximu looked like something far more powerful.

Ximu seemed to know what had just happened. He looked at Mirajane and reminded her, "Watch your image, miss."

Then he and Zhou Lan walked downstairs.

Mirajane lowered her head and looked at herself with a puzzled expression.

For a moment, she was stunned.

Unbeknownst to her, she was already close to entering her demon form.

Her skin was dark purple, and her original clothes were pierced. She was just one step away from completely entering the demon form that received magic.

This is also one of her strongest forms for receiving magic.

It's that book!

Mira stood there, dumbfounded.

Just one glance was enough to almost unknowingly induce me into demon form.

Is it...

Is it a passive defense provided by one's own body and magic?

To be so agitated by just one glance, what exactly is that book?

Ximu ignored Miran's shock, thinking it was an overreaction.

I did sense the magical aura emanating from Mirajane just now, but she was so engrossed in the allure of the Sky Codex that she didn't notice it.

"What do you think of Mirajane's magic?" Zhou Lan asked. "Acceptance magic."

If I remember correctly, in Fairy Tail, Mirajane and her brother Elfman both use Receiving Magic.

Receiving magic allows them to change their form and bring forth even greater power.

Of course, they can only accept powerful life forms that already exist in this world and have appeared before.

For example, Mirajane received the power of a powerful demon in this world, while Elfman, the man Ximu beat up not long ago, received the Beast King.

"So-so," Ximu commented.

In this world, one might be very strong at receiving magic.

But the problem is...

Is there any life form in this world more powerful than the true form of a demon?

Or rather, even the most powerful black dragon, Acnologia, has become a spellbook in his hands.

Whom is he going to receive using receiving magic?

west Mu looked at Zhou Lan: "What do you think?"

Zhou Lan smiled and commented from her own perspective: "The noble demon body does not allow any external force to descend."

Ximu nodded in agreement.

"However, it would be nice to keep a small amount for myself."

Within the Celestial Codex, a faint wisp of demonic power swirled around the vortex of celestial demonic energy, circled twice, and was then absorbed by the vortex.

This is the magic that Mirajane released while she was engrossed in the Codex, which was captured by the Celestial Codex.

"However, it seems that this receiving magic has other uses as well." Through the deconstruction of the Heavenly Demon Qi, Ximu immediately understood the wonderful uses of the receiving magic.

Ximu's talent is undeniable.

His eyes darted around, as if he had thought of something interesting.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Lan asked curiously, wondering what kind of crazy ideas his younger brother was coming up with.

"It seems that receiving is not limited to oneself, nor is it limited to powerful life forms." Ximu savored the taste.

With the eyes of a demon wizard, he could think of and do far more magic than the locals.

His personality is characterized by a love of research and exploration.

“If I were to use receiving magic…” Ximu summoned a wisp of magic from the Celestial Codex, “to make others passively receive it, for example… a little hamster?”

Ximu laughed.

Zhou Lan was stunned for a moment, then said absentmindedly, "You and the Holy Lord should have something to talk about."

He then patted Ximu on the shoulder and laughed loudly, "Don't forget to pay him the copyright fee."

Chapter 305 Guild Commission

Zhou Lan could sense it.

A new vitality is reviving within Ximu.

Demons have endless lifespans; the only thing that can affect them is their own mind.

Perhaps Ximu's choice to transform into a boy reflects his own state of mind.

In comparison, Zhou Lan seemed much more mature.

"Hey, buddy!" As Natsu walked downstairs, he saw Zhou Lan and Ximu and quickly raised his hand to greet them.

"Partner?" Ximu chewed on this unfamiliar word.

"Of course, everyone in the guild is like family. Although we sometimes make a fuss, it's just a facade!" Natsu scratched his head sheepishly.

"One person's smile is everyone's smile, one person's tear is everyone's tear!" Natsu shouted, clenching his fist. "That's what everyone says."

west Mu waved his hand dismissively and said, "Just call me Lord Xi Mu."

He strode around with his hands in his pockets, looking quite dashing.

At that moment, Natsu seemed to notice the magic book floating next to Westwood, and he curiously leaned over to examine it.

A hint of confusion appeared in his eyes.

"Ugh, annoying. I hate being constantly watched." Ximu pursed his lips; the effect of controlling every single person he saw was just too irritating.

Natsu was puzzled for two seconds, but then he came to his senses.

He didn't seem to be as obsessed as Mirajane.

Ximu glanced at his Sky Codex, then raised his hand and flicked it, as if drawing something.

Thus, in the eyes of others, this celestial codex appeared no different from an ordinary magic book.

“Partner… I mean, Lord Nishiki?” Natsu didn’t care what to call him, and he smiled warmly. “Want to team up with us? I just got a good quest.”

Natsu extended a warm invitation to Nishiki.

"Team up? A commission?" west Mu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhou Lan with a puzzled expression, seeking an answer from him.

"The key to the guild's operation and the livelihood of its members lies in accepting and completing commissions in exchange for rewards..." Zhou Lan slowly began, "As for forming teams, it's exactly what it sounds like."

"Reward? Is there magic involved?" Ximu asked the question he was most curious about.

"There will be money! Money!" Lucy jumped out from the side, excitedly.

Natsu had already squandered all the money from the previous commission, so he had no choice but to continue working.

“Money? No, I don’t need that kind of thing,” Ximu said dismissively.

Would a demon ever lack money?

Not at all.

Unlike humans, in the past, as the rulers of the world, money and power were the things that demons considered least worthy of cherishing and wasting time on.

Money and power are things that demons are born with, and therefore they will only look down on them.

The more you pursue something, the more vulgar it becomes.